Chapter 177 Let the Past Stay in the Past

 

Mu Zhi pursed her lips firmly. She drew another deep breath and headed towards her mother’s floor.

Still hoping for a miracle.

Despite knowing that everything was over.

When she arrived at the mother’s ward, she first glanced at the vitals device that showed no sign of life. In this instance, the medical staff had removed all the connections of the machine.

It was common to find it difficult to accept the death of one’s immediate family member.

Because… The juxtaposition of having one smiling at you, loving you, a person with emotions compared to the cold, lifeless body was difficult to swallow.

Mu Zhi did not dare to enter the ward. She stood by the door for a long moment.

 

Finally, she plucked up the courage to push the door open.

Tears started gushing down uncontrollably.

Mu Zhi did not rub her eyes. She allowed the tears to come surging down.

 

Then, Mu Zhi slowly approached the bed and said, “Mom, let’s go home.”

As soon as the words were said, she could no longer hold her emotions. She started wailing without any reservation. Her voice was cracked and hoarse. She was crying with all the strength she had.

Lu Junnian and his butler arrived. Both of them did not enter the ward. Lu Junnian was watching Mu Zhi. He

a series of approaching footsteps

her face to the

Junnian raised his eyes

should learn to cherish. Let the past stay in the past. If we could let go of the past, it might turn into pleasant memories to look back on, but if we continue to

clenched

he understood what Zhu Sha was referring to. But he furrowed his brows, refusing to

 

 

Sha added,

 

sobbed for a long while before wiping the tears off

entered the room when Mu Zhi had stopped crying. Without saying a word,

She knew that he was Lu Junnian’s

she realized that Lu Junnian’s shadow was nowhere to

relieved and did

her mother’s belongings when the paperwork

the way to arrange for the transportation of her mother’s body

realized that there was nothing

years. She had not lived like a normal person throughout the years. She was merely a breathing, comatose vessel. She was no different from a

mom’s tired of

behind, Mu Zhi stood by the door, turned back for a last glance at the empty bed before

had twelve hours to wander around

to recall if her mother had any unfulfilled wishes but to no

Zhi headed to the rooftop of

the

to the hospital in desolation while most left in mourning. It occurred to

want to move. All she wanted

up there, the chillier it got. She started shuddering in

a coat was suddenly placed over Mu Zhi’s

in a patient gown. He slowly approached her and offered his coat

predominantly Asian features. He stood over 185 centimeters tall with a high nose bridge and deep-set

gown, the temperament he

was an indescribable uniqueness

him like a patient, so she hurriedly took the coat off her shoulders and returned it to

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